How does one overcompensate
For the incompetence of a nation?

No compromise for the masses
undeniably *stuck in ruts of habit
These days Ive seen and see
We're all craving harmony
With no equitable solution
To take the race out of the face
It's just accumulative corruption
Apprehensive assimilation
Aggression stirring underneath
A stone passive shade of sentience

Now say we might anticipate
The fantasizing fringe of youth
Where we will conquer or be conquered
By depravic spurring **truth